It’s 2014 now. It was projected by some that it would be very good, a strong year, steadfast, even keel, full of hard work and steady habits – and hopefully this proves to be so. We’re 17 days in, and – already – it is a doozy. The 405 hours and 40 minutes that I’ve […]
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Written this morning to a friend – on another rain day – while countless thousands of drops fell and puddled over breakfast. There is something about the rain that makes it easy to prattle to you, something about the steady, falling drips that lead me to stillness and contemplation – a pause from a quiet […]
Months ago, at the beginning of October, I headed south from San Fidel to Tucson to shoot Holly’s wedding. Along the way, I thought about moving to New York City, listened to music made by my beautiful friends, kept my token journal notes, and scribbled into my red book with steering wheel for a desk. […]
6:33a CST – Good morning! – from El Dorado, Kansas (Kansas) Not used to giant thunderstorms to go with my gargantuan cup of morning coffee. My black, lighting apocalypses are usually afternoon tea affairs. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t afraid of a potential Oz-esque tornado to interrupt or follow this cup. […]
26 days ago I left to drive east. While driving for four days out, three days back, and elsewhere in-between, I grabbed a pen and threw thoughts haphazardly into my cheery, red Moleskin anytime the mood struck me, writing precariously with the steering wheel for a desk. Sometimes I marked the time; oftentimes I did […]